Being grateful for our first responders
Let’s be grateful.
I was discharged from the hospital at 5 p.m. on April 25.
It was raining and of course, my daughter wanted to get her 90 year old Mom inside her home as soon as possible.
Maybe you’ve already guessed what happened. She couldn’t unlock the door after trying much too long.
We finally went to the fire department to solicit their aid. We smiled when we remembered years ago when we called them because we were locked out and my little grandson was happily waving at us through the window obvious to the seriousness of the situation.
I can’t tell you how long and patiently they worked at it with a kind, gentle attitude.
Finally they managed to get it open and lifted me out of the car into my wheelchair because the lawn was muddy and I was wearing slippers.
Also they pushed my daughter’s car which had become stuck out of the mud into the street.
I just wanted you to know that our fire department goes above and beyond serving our community.
Let’s be grateful for them and all those who serve us.
While God was looking down, I think he was smiling, don’t you?
He knows we need each other sometimes to help somethimes to encourage.